November 14th, 2012

I often don't have a clear self-image.  I suspect there those among you who have the same experience.  In my mind I see myself as average looking, not horror movie ugly, not Hollywood handsome, just a decent sort.  And my self image changes.  Sometimes I feel okay about my appearance.  Other times I wonder how who let me go out in public like that.  The dogs never say anything.  They just are glad I feed them and take them for walks.  The cat rarely looks at me.  

But as long as people don't throw up their arms and run away or come after me with pitchforks and torches, I figure most of the time I pass of okay.

So maybe I am being a little narcissistic, but recently my friend Marty snapped a picture of me during a photography class exercise that I rather like.  I am looking earnestly into the camera.  My expression is rather intense.  My first thought: that could be book jacket photo!   That really struck me as significant.

So I had the picture here printed in a 5x7 format to hang on the fridge or maybe the mirror in my bathroom.  Somehow it is the me I want to be: someone who looks you in the eye and listens, understands, knows.  That is someone I would want to know.  That is someone I would like.  That someone is...me!   

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